Poem by Thomas Urquhart

Epigrams. The Third Booke. ¹ 10. The best wits, once depraved, become the most impious

THe whitest Lawne receives the deepest moale:
The purest Chrysolit is soonest stained:
So without grace, the most ingenious soule,
Is with the greatest wickednesse profaned:
And the more edge it have, apply'd to sin,
Where it should spare, it cuts the deeper in.

1. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 27. Of Lust, and Anger
2. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 33. The onely true progresse to a blessed life
3. Epigrams. The Second Booke. ¹ 24. No man should glory too much in the flourishing verdure of his Youth
4. Epigrams. The Third Booke. ¹ 19. The Parallel of Nature, and For∣tune
5. Epigrams. The First Booke. ¹ 23. A counsell not to vse severity, where gentle dealing may prevaile

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